Phoenix Emperor
Chap 92's. Short tournaments.

After which, the sect elders directly left the main hall, since there was already nothing else they wanted to discuss, they also did not want to linger looking at Yin Feng's face.

Not long after the elders left the hall, Yin Feng also walked out of the hall, his facial expression indicating that Yin Feng was really very angry.

"Teacher, I have to..."

"Go, make sure your future husband doesn't go berserk and destroy the sect."

"Good, teacher!" said Duan Ling, then caught up with Yin Feng.

To calm himself, Yin Feng went to the backyard of Zhu Guang's residence, then sat in meditation under one of the shady trees.

Duan Ling sighed in relief when he saw Yin Feng who was meditating. Then, he approached Yin Feng and directly sat down next to him.

"Are you still angry?" asked Duan Ling while leaning his head on Yin Feng's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you this first."

"Bright..." Yin Feng let out a long sigh and opened his eyes, "you're not wrong, why even apologize?"

"I feel guilty, so I should've apologized."

"Here you go, this apology of yours will only make me hate them even more" Yin Feng said.

"Why do you care so much about me?" asked Duan Ling.

That simple question left Yin Feng silently silent, no matter how hard he thought, the answer to that question remained undiscovered.

Yin Feng himself also did not understand why he cared so much for Duan Ling, even though they were not married yet but his attitude was like a husband who looked after his wife.

"Let's know, I don't know what the reason is either" Yin Feng replied.

"really?"

Yin Feng nodded softly, "i just don't like it when I hear them humbling you."

Duan Ling smiled gently, "i've already got the answer."

"really? What'sthat?"

"I'll let you know if you win that tournament."

"Alright, make sure you don't disavow your words."

The two continued chatting until nightfall, and their chatter was both over as Duan Ling was already asleep in the warmth from Yin Feng's embrace.

While Yin Feng, he was awake all night and never let go of Duan Ling from his embrace, as if wanting to show that the girl was his.

***

Two days later.

The promised time had arrived, the entire Light Pillar sect disciples were now gathering in the tournament arena to watch the fight between geniuses who wanted to capture Duan Ling's heart.

In addition to wanting to watch the genius fight, they also wanted to utilize the tournament to reap profits by betting.

Besides the disciples, everyone who was part of the Light Pillar sect also attended the tournament event, and certainly also placed bets.

Not long after, Zhu Guang and the elders came to the tournament arena, the atmosphere that was originally very crowded, in an instant instantly turned into silence.

Zhu Guang as the sect leader then ascended to the top of the arena, then explained some rules in the tournament, one of which was forbidden to kill each other.

Not only that, Zhu Guang also introduced Yin Feng to all the sect disciples, as well as telling them about Yin Feng and Duan Ling's relationship.

This news suddenly caused the disciples of the sect to stir, but Zhu Guang managed to calm them all down by releasing a hint of his power.

Right after Zhu Guang finished his words, Yin Feng who was originally sitting next to Duan Ling suddenly just jumped up onto the top of the fighting arena.

"Yin Feng, now is not your turn" Zhu Guang said.

Yin Feng ignored Zhu Guang's words, his eyes fixed on the participants of the tournament. "You guys, I challenge you all!" abugn.

This arrogance of Yin Feng managed to provoke everyone's anger, yet he paid no heed to what they said and still wanted to challenge all the participants.

Zhu Guang who acted as the referee tried to stop Yin Feng, but the elders actually stopped him, even agreeing with Yin Feng's wishes.

In the end, Zhu Guang also agreed with Yin Feng's wishes, but he still warned Yin Feng to hold himself back and not kill the participants.

"Bright... Hopefully your eyes can be opened after this" Zhu Guang murmured.

After Zhu Guang went down, the participants of the tournament went up to the top of the arena. The place that was quite spacious was almost full and left only a slight distance between Yin Feng and the participants.

"We don't know what your goal is, but you'll be sorry for daring to challenge us all!" said one participant.

"It is you who will regret it!" yin Feng Sahut.

"Haha! It seemed like he had gone mad so he could not understand the situation!"

"Bright..." Yin Feng let out a long breath. "Well, let's end this unimportant conversation!"

Oh wow!

Yin Feng released his killing aura and instantly, the entire tournament arena was enveloped by the pressure of intimidation and an extremely gripping aura.

Not only the participants of the tournament, but everyone present at the place even including the leader and elders, could feel the impact of Yin Feng's killing aura.

"No way! Is he still human?!"

"Devil... He is a demon!"

Regardless of the shock of everyone Yin Feng started to step forward slowly, thus making the participants of the tournament step back to stay away from him.

In fact, some of the participants directly left the arena because they did not want to deal with the Yin Feng figure that looked extremely frightening and terrifying.

Within seconds, dozens of tournament participants had been declared dead from the tournament and left only a few youths who were disciples of the sect elders.

"Oh, do you want to continue this fight?"

"Don't be arrogant! If we work together, you will..."

Bugh!

Before the young man could finish his words, Yin Feng had first landed a punch on his face and managed to throw the young man off the arena.

After which, Yin Feng twisted his body while launching an attack with his right foot, a moment later two young men were again thrown out of the fighting arena.

The few remaining youths attempted to attack Yin Feng, but their efforts did not bear fruit, it was precisely they who obtained a crushing attack from Yin Feng.

The spectators could only be astonished, the tournament that was supposed to be lively and tense was actually taking place in silence until it was finished.

Worse yet, the cultivator tournament event that usually lasted for days, was instead completed in just a matter of minutes.

"What the fuck?!"

"What are we actually seeing?"

"Cih... I'm just gonna bet!"

The tournament goers began to complain and protest, but only speech and none of them dared to go any further.